I've had some stuff going on health-wise which is why I haven't posted yet. I promise it's coming, I just really need to get this all sorted out first. To complicate matters, I have new health insurance through school and here was a mix up with my paperwork so I don't have a contract or insurance card yet meaning I can't go see a doctor yet. I'm 90% sure I know what's going on, that it's a flare up of an old issue, but I need the meds for it and I can't fill a prescription without proof of health insurance or without a prescription.

I haven't had a lot of energy because of what's been going on and the pain has gotten to the point where I'm struggling to focus in class, so you can imagine how that affects my time to write when I have to go over my lectures multiple times because I can't focus. It hit me out of nowhere. I'm sorry for getting everyone's hopes up.

That being said, I got through my first set of midterms and  passed all of them, I even got scores high enough to qualify for honors on two of them. I'm really enjoying medical school so far, I think it suits me a lot. I haven't felt so laid back in my life and I know medical school is usually high stress but for me it's had the opposite effect. I'm having a really good experience and even though I miss my friends and my dad from back home, I'm glad I chose the school I did and I'm happy to be where I am right now. I will say that the classes I'm taking now are a tad boring and technical but once this semester is over we finally start to get taking classes that are more based on clinical skills, diagnosis, and disease states. I've been waiting for those classes for six years. I'm ready for them.

I know that a lot of my readers think I'm delusional for thinking I'll be able to write while in medical school but the fact that I have a master's degree in anatomy eases my course load tremendously, I'm also not working or volunteering, so, really, medical school has actually been less packed than my schedule as a pre-med student and a graduate student. I recognize the irony of saying this when I haven't been able to post but the reason is because of my health, not medical school. Even if I wasn't in medical school I doubt I'd have the energy to write with what's going on. I'm not completely unrealistic, though, I will be ending the blog before I start my clinical rotations. I want to give the blog the send off it deserves and I intend to do that in time.

-del

The John Saga- Part One

After a lot of back and forth, I decided to accept John’s invitation for coffee.

New Me, Same Problems

Remember the hot up-and-coming actor we had starring in our shows this year? He asked me out.

Commitment

Wesley and Zoey got married!

Guess who got accepted to medical school today....

I'm going to be a doctor.

-del

Time Out

It’s been a while since I wrote last.

New Leaves

I found myself sitting in the squishy leather chair with a feeling of resignation.

Just Call Me Nancy Drew

The plot has thickened with my parents’ move.

Home Sweet Home

My parents bought a house.

Smash

I sat across from Sean in my living room. He was sitting on my couch and I was sitting on my coffee table. Our talk wasn’t going well.

Tic-Talk

Adam and I stood there awkwardly in the hallway until he shook his head and went into his apartment. I stood there for a beat debating on whether I should follow him inside and address what he saw or pretend it never happened.

I sighed and walked down the hall until I reached his door. I knocked quietly.

Round 2

I opened my eyes, it was gray outside, just before dawn. Sean’s arm was slung over my hips, he was breathing deeply.

I sighed restlessly.

Guess Who's Back, Back Again...Again

“It’s…it’s been such a long time.” I said.

I hadn’t seen him in years so I was surprised to see him standing in front of me. I closed my book and put it down on the table between us. He sat across from me. His hair was shorter, but it was still him.

Moving on Up

Things have been moving slowly for me. It’s like I’m underwater but no one else around me is so they’re all talking and moving like normal while I’m struggling to breathe.

I miss him.

Adam's Big Move

I was sitting on Heather’s couch and we had been arguing for nearly an hour. I was so over this conversation. To me, the decision had been made but she wanted to make sure I was making it for the “right” reasons.

“Adam, you’ve been wavering on moving back here for months and suddenly Molly calls you and tells you Faith needs you and all of a sudden you change your tune? Do you honestly expect me to believe that it has nothing to do with her?” Heather was standing with her hands on her hips, seemingly to take a break from pacing across the living room.

I sighed.